Dream's Shadow

Summary:
This is my take on the over- and usually poorly- done plot. Edward leaves Bella again. She is changed and they meet again in the future. There will be a big twist! Requested by Iris. Banner by Iris!

Notes:
Try it! I know stories like this usually stink, but I thought I'd give it a try. I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns all.

59. Chapter 59

It is a while, wandering the dark and empty forests, before the obvious occurs to me. Italy. Revenge… I killed two of their best guard. They must have taken my sister.

I broadcast the idea, tentatively, to Jasper. I… think… she’s in Italy.

What? Why would the Volturi, the peacekeepers…

I killed Alec and Jane. I think they want revenge.

No. No. No. No. She… she… she can’t be… dead. No.

I don’t think she is. If she was, they’d have told us. A total lie. It’s better recompense to have us looking hopelessly for her. But I would never say that to Jasper. He’s having a hard enough time. He doesn’t need one more blow.

Do you really think so? And even in mere thought, it is a pitiable sound of fragile hope and greater pain that I hear from him.

Yes. I lie shamelessly, because I am serving a greater good. I have to unite my family.

Is there even such a thing as a happy ending? My own has been delayed so long, and I begin to fear it will never come, that Edward will leave again, that… Oh, God, let him not. Let him stay. I know I’m not worthy, but let him have pity. Let him stay.

I can’t live without him. I need him so much, need him too much, but I can’t make myself any less dependant. I will die. I will die without him.

Like Alice and Jasper. We make mates for life. I used to object to the word mate in terms of the vampire couples. Now I know why it’s used as commonly as coven among our kind.

It’s the one you need, the one who completes you, the perfect match to you, the second part of your pair.

You cannot be without them. I felt this way about Edward even as a human, but it’s almost even stronger now.

It was bad enough being without him, thinking he didn’t want me. I can only imagine how terrible it must be for Jasper, fearing for her life.

Let her be alive. Please, for Jasper, for all of us, not for me. Please, she’s my sister. Don’t take her away from us, from her whole family.

We’re strong, but we’re not strong enough to exist without each other.

Of course not. They wouldn’t do that, I reply. Lying again. Who cares.

I don’t believe you, Bella. I feel the dishonesty all the way over here.

Jasper, have a little hope.

What do I have to hope for? I sigh and consider before answering. The pause stretches out, and I know without having to wonder he is desperate and miserable, waiting for me to bring some magic solution.

Hope she’s fine. Hope you’ll see her again. Hope the pain will end. Hope someday you can die without hurting anyone, I don’t care, just hope. It’ll get you through. And maybe, just maybe, it’ll come true.